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Sunday, 15 January 2012

The Story Of A Clown

A certain man made
an appointment to see a psychologist. He arrived at the psychologist's office
and said to him, "Doctor, I always feel depressed. No matter what I do I
still feel depressed. I just don't know what to do."

The psychologist
looked at him and said, "Come with me to the window."

The man followed
and then the psychologist pointed outside and said, "Do you see that tent
over there in the distance? Well, there is a circus in town and it is really good.
There are lots of acts to watch; especially the clown acts. And there is one
clown in particular who is extremely funny. He will make you rock with laughter
over and over again. Go and see that clown and I guarantee that you will not
have reason to be depressed again!"

The man turned to
the psychologist with sad eyes and said, "Doctor, I am that clown!"

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I am limited creature, restricted by time and space. I do not like talking about myself - it always seems so egotistical so I will spare you boring details. However, I may indicate that thinking is my hobby... I'm allowed to be bad at it. I am at all not gifted to be able to penetrate the secrets of the heart, but never judge people by their outward actions, habits, looks, lifestyles, etc., all based on external examination and my own subjective, and therefore faulty experiences.